everyone dances. some in steamy night clubs, others a grand plié on the horizontal bar. perhaps you skillfully avoid the cracks as you’re walking to work or maybe you spin around in your apartment when nobody’s watching. someway or another, you find a way to physically express an internal feeling, you bring to life dreams of silent rhythm, you move in a way only you can move. as for me? i like to dance on the soccer field. i haven’t played in a couple of years, but that’s what’s amazing when you learn to dance your dance, it’s like riding a...
Read Morerunners are crazy people. they move at an insanely rate of speed and over long stretches of ground only to end where they first began. for months they train through sun, wind and rain. they push their bodies incredibly hard only to spend the days after recovering. they aren't chasing after a ball, or trying tackle somebody else. they know they won't win. their purpose is to beat themselves, their own time. this really makes no sense to me. but last week, i became one of them. or at least i became a wanna-be [which might actually make less sense than actually being one] surrounded...
Read Moretoday was one of those kind of days. you know what i'm taking about. everything seems to happen at once and your head is spinning. you get in your car at the end of the day to escape. the windows are down, the radio is up, but it's not quite enough. the car doesn't provide enough freedom. though it protects, it also restrains. perhaps a convertible...that might get me a little closer, i find my body is still limited in its experience of the open road. sky diving? definitely. but with only one jump under my belt, and dependency on a pilot, i'll set that one aside for...
Read Morei went to yoga. i speak in past tense because currently, it is something i have only done once. though i have all intention of continuing, i cannot yet say, i take yoga. that would be an exaggeration of the truth. i don't exaggerate to make a story better. *wink.* but i did take a yoga class. i have few, natural, physical talents. no matter how hard i try, i cannot make my ears wiggle or pop joints out of place. i do not have a body built for a runner or the grace of a ballerina. i'm tough naturally, but i am a...
Read Morefirst, all credit must be given to holly, the queen of the bad dance. i think we all have the capability to dance. it is our fear of approval or lack of self-confidence that keeps us to the edge of the dance floor. if given a choice, i prefer to watch. i have little inherent rhythm and am jealous of the natural moves of steph, nikki, and ashley. it is only after i have relaxed enough or am in the company of others who will not allow me to sit, will i enter the floor in a public place. almost always...
Read More...After taking in a European soccer game today, we went to a jazz club tonight that was so cool. This bar used to house an industry long ago. It had it had a large, barrel vault ceiling made entirely of bricks. The music was incredible…I loved it! The stadium held about 20,000 fans...crazy fans! Toilet paper, confetti, fireworks were everywhere. It was awesome! Both teams were from Prague, so we had no preference who won. We did know that we would cheer for whomever the majority around us was cheering for, which was Slavia. I definitely don't think I could...
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